Post by Shelby on Feb 14, 2016 18:49:27 GMT -5
Perhaps Arthur was right; perhaps she was being a little too demanding with what she was trying to make him do and all that she was telling him he was going to have to do. Sure, she had standards, but she wasn't about to barge into this guy's life because, for one she didn't want to in that way, and two she doubted if he'd even let her control his life like that. All they were doing was fucking each other, and the fact that she wasn't offering her place or a better place up should mean that she should lower her standards or at least be somewhat thankful that Arthur was fine with them doing it in his bed. But... God damn it, she had standards though! And she hated the thought of leaving in the middle of the night after sex. That'd make her look pathetic. That'd make her look like she was some late night booty call or a cheap hooker, and she refused to look like someone like that.
Chardonnay watched Arthur's face turn colors again, this time, she knew, for an entirely different reason than it had been turning red a few minutes before when the mood had still been on and when she had been on top of him. What would she have been doing now had she not stopped them? Would they be finished, feeling those tingles run through their bodies as their nerves finally started to climb down the ladder of ecstasy that they had reached the top of? Probably. And she likely wouldn't be this annoyed or irritated either, or uncomfortable. Her bra didn't feel like it was on right, neither did her underwear.
She blew out a sigh ans shrugged her shoulders, raising her brows at Arthur and then scoffing a bit. "How would I know if they're expensive or not; I don't use them!" She had only had to use one of them once, during the first week she had been at Metric Academy since her mattress hadn't arrived yet due to shipping issues, and due to the fact that she flat out refused to sleep just on the mattress that she had been given from the school because it was uncomfortable, hard, and probably made out of springs, she ended up getting a mattress pad. But, she had thrown it away just as soon as her other mattress had come in. Whether or not it had been expensive she didn't know; her father had been the one to get it from her, but it made the mattress more comfortable, so, likely, the one she had was expensive. But in general? She didn't know. What ever. Didn't matter. Maybe she'd pick one up at some point. She let her eyes go towards his bed. What size was it? Full, Queen? Smaller than her king sized bed she knew.
"And what are you pissed off about!? You've never complained about me rolling around with you in that shitty bed of yours. All I'm doing is giving you a little advice that might just make your life a little bit better." Rolling her eyes, she turned to look back at him, pursing her lips. She groaned then. "...I should just go. No point in me being here if we're not screwing each other..."
Chardonnay watched Arthur's face turn colors again, this time, she knew, for an entirely different reason than it had been turning red a few minutes before when the mood had still been on and when she had been on top of him. What would she have been doing now had she not stopped them? Would they be finished, feeling those tingles run through their bodies as their nerves finally started to climb down the ladder of ecstasy that they had reached the top of? Probably. And she likely wouldn't be this annoyed or irritated either, or uncomfortable. Her bra didn't feel like it was on right, neither did her underwear.
She blew out a sigh ans shrugged her shoulders, raising her brows at Arthur and then scoffing a bit. "How would I know if they're expensive or not; I don't use them!" She had only had to use one of them once, during the first week she had been at Metric Academy since her mattress hadn't arrived yet due to shipping issues, and due to the fact that she flat out refused to sleep just on the mattress that she had been given from the school because it was uncomfortable, hard, and probably made out of springs, she ended up getting a mattress pad. But, she had thrown it away just as soon as her other mattress had come in. Whether or not it had been expensive she didn't know; her father had been the one to get it from her, but it made the mattress more comfortable, so, likely, the one she had was expensive. But in general? She didn't know. What ever. Didn't matter. Maybe she'd pick one up at some point. She let her eyes go towards his bed. What size was it? Full, Queen? Smaller than her king sized bed she knew.
"And what are you pissed off about!? You've never complained about me rolling around with you in that shitty bed of yours. All I'm doing is giving you a little advice that might just make your life a little bit better." Rolling her eyes, she turned to look back at him, pursing her lips. She groaned then. "...I should just go. No point in me being here if we're not screwing each other..."